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NARRATOR: Previously on X-MEN...

Dr. Adler claims his process can reverse genetic mutations

within each cell of the body.

What?

Some mutants might welcome the chance to become normal.

Yeah? Who?

I hear you can change people, Doctor.

Change them so they won't be mutants anymore.

I don't wanna live my whole life

without knowing what it's like to touch another human being.

-In the mood for a hot date? -In a bull's-eye.

She has great powers.

You will use the machine to make her my slave.

So your machine doesn't cure mutants.

It turns them into slaves of Apocalypse.

I'm looking for Gottfried Adler.

Of course, you are, old darling.

Don't call me "darling".

I know more of this world than you have even dreamed.

That is why I must destroy it.

That is why I must destroy it.

A new way of life is beginning for mutantkind, Mr. Worthington.

Free of the pain caused by your mutantcy.

I can't thank you enough, Dr. Adler.

Your cure will give me what I've always wanted,

the chance to be an ordinary human being.

Not a mutant, not a freak.

It was your funding that made the transformation process possible.

It's only fitting that you should be the first to undergo the treatment.

I caution you there may be some discomfort at first.

Whatever it takes, Doctor. Make me a new man.

You will be surprised at just how new.

(GASPS)

(CHUCKLING)

(GROANING)

(MvSTIQUE GASPS)

See, the transformation begins.

Excellent.

You serve me well, Mystique.

Such loyalty will be rewarded.

The rest shall be my slaves.

Increase the power.

I want to hear the cries of a future being born!

(ARCHANGEL SCREAMING)

KIEROS: Where's Adler?

I've been waiting a month. I want my cure!

We all do, sweetie. Sit down.

Can't a girl have a cup of coffee in peace?

They haven't learned how to live at ease with their mutant powers,

so they are frustrated.

Some lash out while some have turned inward,

(GASPS)

letting their bitterness consume them.

But they all feel dissatisfied with themselves and alone.

You've given us a place where we belong, Professor.

Just takes us hard-headed ones longer to realize it.

Forget about it, Rogue.

We've all had a hard time accepting who we are.

I'm cured! I'm cured! See?

My wings are gone. Dr. Adler's treatment works!

I'm not a mutant anymore!

You don't have to be mutants! You don't have to be hated!

You can be cured!

We're mutants! That's what we are!

There's nothing wrong with us that needs to be cured!

Look me in the eye and tell me that!

It'll be my pleasure!

XAVIER: Cyclops! No!

It's not our place to tell other mutants what to do.

If Adler can really change mutants into ordinary humans,

then each of us'll have to look into his own heart and decide.

You won't be laughed at or feared anymore!

You'll be like everybody else!

(MUTANTS CLAMORING)

It's time we headed home.

Who wants to be normal?

KIEROS: Me! Take me next!

Me!

Cure me!

Mystique impersonates you very well, Mr. Worthington.

Worthington is no more.

Now there is only Archangel.

Let the world beware.

APOCALYPSE: The old world passes away.

Together, we shall forge a new one in fire and blood!

The future is transformed!

I am the instrument to purify the world!

The evil of human and mutant must be cut away!

You shall help me tear down the old order!

Those who oppose me shall perish through my agents of destruction.

Famine. Pestilence.

War.

And my greatest creation.

Death, the Winged Avenger!

From the ashes of this world I will build a better one!

Go forth, my Horsemen,

and let chaos cleanse the world!

Looks like you're behind the old eight ball, Gambit,

and I'm about to sink it.

You not win the game yet, chère. Could be you need incentive.

How about the winner get a kiss from the loser?

That's not funny! Or do you want to end up in a coma?

You can drain my energy anytime, chère.

Gambit has plenty.

Observe.

First, we charge the cue.

Don't let Gambit get to you, Rogue.

I'd like to wipe that smirk off his face.

Serve him right if I did give that low-life a kiss.

Maybe Monsieur Gambit's not as good as he thinks he is.

Looks like you nicked the table, Gambit.

STORM: Gambit!

The term "rec room" does not mean that you must wreck it.

Storm makes jokes now. What next?

Hopes are high as leaders from around the world

meet in Paris this week

for the conventional weapons disarmament talks.

But much tough negotiation lies ahead.

Wait, here's the Conference Chairman now.

Good day.

The leaders of the world recognize

the desire of people everywhere for peace.

But we must proceed carefully.

Can we disarm when mutants walk among us?

Many questions must be answered

if we are to ensure a secure future for humankind.

(ALL CHEERING)

APOCALYPSE: Fools! You bleat for the future like a herd of sheep!

I'll give you the future right now!

(ALL SCREAMING)

I'm not sure what's happening,

but it appears that a mutant terrorist is disrupting the peace conference!

JEAN: Storm. What's happening?

Trouble at the World Peace Conference.

Stop that mutant!

The weak and afraid shall be smashed!

Show them!

(SCREAMING)

Looks more like a World War Conference.

We must tell Xavier.

You can't run from a few mutants!

I am Apocalypse!

Look upon the future and tremble!

NEWSMAN: The army is counter-attacking!

War! Archangel!

Destroy the irritants!

Who can protect us from these mutant terrorists?

No one can save you from the touch of Pestilence!

No!

All who oppose me

shall be crushed!

This is what I've feared the most,

a powerful mutant driven completely mad by his powers.

This isn't like Magneto

or the conspirators who produced the Sentinels.

They could be appealed to, reasoned with...

We have to stop Apocalypse now, or there will be no future for anyone.

Why can't I go with them, Professor? They'll need all the help they can get.

I have another mission for you.

I recognized the mutants with Apocalypse.

They were all on Muir Island, hoping for Dr. Adler's cure.

But one interests me more than the others.

This is the mutant who claimed that Dr. Adler had cured him.

I want you to return to Muir Island.

Dr. Adler's cure could hold the key to defeating this madman.

On my way, Professor.

If there's something fishy going on up there, I'll find it.

Each generation has cried out for a new world,

but has built the same old one, corrupt and weak!

But the new world shall come to pass!

I will purge the earth of these benighted humans!

Take the food from their mouths!

-(GASPING) No! Please! -(GASPING) No! Food!

-Help! I need food! Please help. -Food, please!

Turn their weapons against them!

War shall be their destruction!

Exterminate them.

ARCHANGEL: We will.

They shall be purified with fire and water!

I never thought I'd see this place again.

Looks like the doc's doing a little remodeling.

Dr. Adler!

What a pleasure it is to see you again, my dear.

You thinking about putting in a skylight, Doc?

Experiments sometimes have unforeseen results.

It's your results I'm interested in.

I discuss my treatment with no one.

You'll discuss it with me, Doc!

What are you doing? No! Don't!

What did your cure do to those mutants?

What would it have done to me?

No! Please! I'll tell you!

Well, looks like we got another mutant ready for the cure.

There is no cure.

Apocalypse uses the treatment to turn mutants into his slaves.

It makes them hate everyone, humans and mutants,

like Apocalypse does.

He wants to destroy everything.

I had to help him, he would have killed me.

He has a secret command center buried under Stonehenge, in England.

Old Apocalypse won't like that you helped me.

You'd better find some place to hide.

Who's gonna tell him?

Hey!

(ROGUE EXCLAIMS)

We needed that machine!

It might be the only way to change those mutants back!

No one can stop Apocalypse!

I'm gonna try!

(PEOPLE SCREAMING IN FEAR)

Fools!

They cannot stop what they cannot touch!

CYCLOPS: Remember, careful with the civilians.

WOLVERINE: Sure, Cyke.

I'll try not to bruise them while I save their lives.

Even mutants may feel the touch of Pestilence!

-WOLVERINE: Incoming! -We can't let her touch them!

Rise, fog, and divert our enemy from her path!

Storm, your master, commands!

PESTILENCE: I can't see!

(SCREAMING)

(GROANING)

It'll be a while before you plague humanity again.

ARCHANGEL: Who dares oppose the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse?

The X-Men do, bub!

Don't you think we're getting a little carried away here?

Hey!

Pig-faced runt couldn't take a joke.

Feel the horror of War!

Wolverine!

Thanks, Cajun.

(COUGHING)

I think.

They are getting away!

And they'll lead us to Apocalypse.

I wonder what rock that snake's a-hiding under?

Come on, big boy, where's your hospitality?

You had your chance to be the first of my creatures,

the first to serve my will.

Dang, and I missed it!

(EXCLAIMS)

Weak and foolish mutant!

You are corrupted by those who want peace!

You cannot oppose me!

You're corrupt like all the others.

(ROGUE GRUNTS)

You must be exterminated!

The Professor was right. You are crazy.

ARCHANGEL: Apocalypse, a band of mutants has defeated us!

We are not worthy!

No!

My creatures cannot be defeated!

I cannot be defeated!

We beg to differ.

(LAUGHING)

Destroy them all!

Pestilence shall separate the weak from the strong!

I gotta slow these folks down.

It is time to welcome Death, X-Men!

Let's see if I can't improve your disposition.

No!

No!

(ROGUE SCREAMING)

What... What have I done?

Stop! There's been enough destruction!

Stop!

(FAMINE SCREAMS)

No!

You are not fit!

You are not worthy!

You are only delaying the inevitable.

Wanna bet?

STORM: Cyclops! Jean! They're getting away!

(ARCHANGEL EXCLAIMS)

Get clear!

I wanted to be normal

but all I did was prove that I'm capable of terrible evil.

It wasn't your fault.

I wanted to deny myself, too, for a time.

That could have been me helping that madman.

Don't worry. I took the evil away when I touched you.

It's a part of me now.

I just hope you're strong enough to control it.

I wasn't.

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